"LITTLE WING"
the corrs

now she's walking thru the clouds
with a circus mind
that's running wild
butterflies and zebras
and moonbeams and fairytales
all she ever thinks about it
ridding with the wind

when I'm sad she comes to me
with a thousand smiles
she gives to me free
it's alright it's alright she says
take anything you want from me
anything

fly little wing...